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Dark Knight Revealed: What the Film is Really About

Will Brooker.

Dark Knight Revealed: What the movie is really about

The key image in Nolan’s Dark Knight Rises is not the tattered American flags or the exploding football field. It’s an image that circulated in viral marketing months before the film’s release – Bane’s ‘strike zones’, circled on a map of Gotham City. The package, sent out to key websites in December 2011, reappeared in the Dark Knight Rises, as Detective John Blake studied it for clues.

‘I don’t know anything about civil engineering,’ he protests. Jim Gordon reassures him. ‘But you know about patterns.’

The Dark Knight Rises – the entire Dark Knight Trilogy – is about patterns. It’s about networks. It’s about matrices, links, dialogues, nodes on a map. It’s about echoes between those terms, and the way those terms define themselves in relation to each other, and can shift, and change places. It’s not just as a comment on capitalism that Bane’s men raid a stock exchange, and Bruce ponders the trades they were making.

Just as Batman Begins suggested that Scarecrow’s use of fear as a weapon was no different from Batman’s, and The Dark Knight ramped up the stakes by asking what, if anything, separated Batman’s counter-terror measures from Joker’s terror, so Dark Knight Rises is about the fragility of definitions, the limits of structures, the illusion of binary oppositions.

The movie stresses conditions of birth, upbringing and social class – how characters are raised, how they rise in life – but it also suggests that they can free themselves from those structures, and fall, and change places. Bane, ‘born and raised in hell on earth’, climbs the ranks of the League of Shadows to become inheritor and leader, but is ultimately revealed as a foot-soldier, a bodyguard to Talia.  Bruce, born in the Regency room of Wayne Manor, becomes imprisoned by his privilege, loses his fortune and falls (‘From Billionaire to Bum’, says the headline), and is free to remake himself as a nomad, a no-man, just as he did before becoming Batman in the first film.  The chant we associate with Bane from his first appearance (as the plane falls and he rises into the sky, in an echo of The Dark Knight’s skyhook scene) is repeated for Bruce as he makes a leap of faith from the prison pit.

John Blake also rises through the ranks of the GCPD, becoming a detective and ditching his uniform. He tells the guards on the other side of Gotham’s bridge ‘I’m a cop like you’, but he also recognises the importance of transition and fluidity. ‘The situation has changed,’ he yells at his comrades as they bar his path. ‘Your orders are out of date.’ Blake realises that right and wrong can be flexible terms, and that they don’t always fit the letter of the law. Disillusioned by the police insistence on following strict instructions, he tosses his badge into the river and quits the force, telling Gordon he’s discovered that structures can become shackles. Like Bruce and Miranda, he hides his birth-name behind a disguise, but reclaims it, and discovers a new life, in the film’s closing scenes.

Selina Kyle, haunted by her history, lives in a walk-up in the Old Town and glimpses liberty when Bruce flies her above the city’s highest levels. ‘I’m adaptable’, she purrs in Bruce’s ear, and of all the cast, she’s the most slippery. We first see her disguised as a waitress, before she back-flips from a window, rips off her collar and cuffs and becomes a social climber, mingling with the guests at a charity ball. She seduces Bruce’s interest, but also seems intimate with her roommate Jen. She’s the only woman imprisoned with a thousand guys in Blackgate prison; like Miranda Tate, who volunteers when Gordon asks specifically for ‘men’ to help with his mission and appears in flashback as an androgynous child (we’re meant to mistake her for the young Bane), she’s subtly coded as gender-queer.

The Dark Knight Rises plays with language, and the way words shift their meaning, to echo its broader themes about characters as pawns on Gotham’s game-board, caught up in patterns of trade, exchange and capture. Just as Joker wanted to ‘watch the world burn’, so Bane is initially linked to the phrase ‘fire rises’; but it’s Batman’s signal that later rises in a burning brand over Gotham, ignited by a flare in an echo of the National Anthem – ‘the rockets’ red glare’ – and offering proof of his return. During the street battles that conclude the movie, Bane declares ‘open fire’, almost bored of the games he began; Talia promises Bruce he will ‘feel the fire of twelve million souls’, and Bane, about to murder his nemesis, tells him he will have to ‘imagine the fire’. But his last word also has a double-meaning: Selina treats it as a command and launches the Bat-pod’s missiles directly at him.

Binary opposites, the film reminds us, are convenient constructions that rarely hold. ‘This is peacetime’, we are told in an early scene; by the end, Batman has declared war. An orphan can become a cop or a billionaire; a billionaire can become a bum. A police force can be buried as an underground army, while Bane’s mercenaries rise to take the streets. Tools can become weapons in the wrong hands: Wayne’s private armoury literally tumbles into Bane’s underground cave, and Miranda’s clean fuel supply is transformed into a neutron bomb. Yet Batman is also hunted as a masked thug and murderer, and even Alfred remarks ‘you’ve got your taste for wanton destruction back.’ Bane looks like a wrestler but speaks like a Shakespearean actor, embodying a contrast between refined performance and muscle bulk. Selina switches from hysterical victim to smooth operator within seconds. Bane rests a gentle hand on a banker’s shoulder with the murmured threat ‘Do you feel in charge?’, and suddenly the power shifts. The CIA accepts hostages onto a plane, but within seconds the prisoners take control. The surface of a football playing field is exposed through a series of explosions, revealing the underlying structures of the city, the industrial workings beneath the rituals of recreation. The Dark Knight Rises shows us that our assumptions can be pulled out from under our feet, that identity and history are fluid, and that pieces on the board can rapidly change places.

Even apparent death can be a form of rebirth and baptism through water – Gordon plunges into the sewer to save his own life, Blake swings through a waterfall and rises as as a new Batman –  while Batman, of course, ‘dies’ in Gotham Bay to give Bruce Wayne his freedom. But just as Miranda Tate, changing her name and becoming a US citizen, still inherits her father’s mission and is motivated by family duty, so the film suggests that a clean slate – the ability to be ‘gone from every database on earth’ – may also be a myth. Bruce seems to be safely out of the game as he sips his coffee in Florence, but Alfred and Lucius know he’s alive. Selina, sitting opposite, is still wearing the Wayne family pearls – symbolically shackled to Bruce’s history, even if she’s escaped her own. Cutting yourself off cleanly is impossible, and perhaps it’s not the answer.

The Dark Knight Rises is part of a broader tapestry. It weaves in strands from The Dark Knight and Batman Begins, of course, but the trilogy also refers to other movies – Serpico, Metropolis, Blade Runner, The Godfather – and to the broader matrix of Batman texts, including video games, comic books, and previous films by other directors, such as Burton’s instalments of 1989 and 1992. The elegiac scene of Batman’s sacrifice even seems an affectionate reference to the 1966 Adam West movie: ‘some days you just can’t get rid of a bomb’.

No reboot, as Nolan accepts, can wipe the slate completely clean; instead, The Dark Knight Rises takes its place in the 73-year history of Batman, speaking back to the past as it will shape the character’s future stories, and it is all the richer for its embracing of ambiguity and its refusal to offer easy answers. To Nolan’s credit, his film joins a longer, ongoing dialogue about the Dark Knight, rather than trying to have the final word.

Will Brooker is the world’s leading expert on Batman, and is the author of Hunting the Dark Knight: 21st Century Batman. He is Reader and Director of Research in Film and Television at Kingston University, London, and the first British editor of Cinema Journal. Follow him on Twitter @willbrooker.

Also by Will Brooker:

My Life With Batman
POW! Batman’s Greatest Film and Television Hits

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